Free the End

9 [Sweet Dreams]

Skeppy stumbled trying to hold a6d as he almost passed out on the ground.

Bad jumped up and helped him sit a6d against the wall.
He seemed like he was going to pass out, but he was awake and saying something. Skeppy couldn't tell if it was an apology or a curse.

He never would have guessed a few weeks ago that he'd be practically holding a6d over a pit of monsters, but that's what he was doing now, or did a second ago.
Skeppy really wasn't sure how to feel. He was nervous for him, even against his better judgement, and he didn't want him to get killed by the silverfish. But at the same time he couldn't forgive and forget how a6d hurt him.
And it wasn't easy that he had to see him and hear him here.

But he felt a pull to ignore that for now and help a6d because he needed it.
He internally groaned. It's probably just Bad rubbing off on me.

"SKEPPY!"
Bad was snapping in his face.

"What?" He tried to pretend that he had been paying total attention.

"I said he's not doing good and we need to get some food, can you PLEASE break one of the blocks and see if it's daytime yet?"

"Uh, sure."
Skeppy stood up from where he was crouching next to a6d and Bad.
He took one last look at the former.

A6d's eyes were half-open and he looked super out of it.
He hissed in pain whenever a little part of him moved; I guess he got bit a lot by the silverfish.
Then Skeppy saw the arrow sticking out of his ankle.
JESUS CHRIST a6d you must be the stupidest person to exist ever on this planet.
Skeppy put his hands over his face and groaned in frustration. What kind of- why wouldn't you tell us you-
He was about to say something but Bad glared at him and pointed at the two blocks of dirt that made up the door.

"Fiiiiiiine." Skeppy stomped over and hesitantly broke the top block.

The still light of dawn entered the cave and Skeppy felt almost like cheering.
Bad quickly ordered him to go get some berries and watch out for monsters or I swear I'll kill you.

Skeppy grumbled to himself that at least Bad was feeling better enough to threaten him. Inside, he knew he had all of his health, so it made the most sense for him to go get stuff. Plus, Bad was definitely the most qualified to care for a6d between the two of them.

Skeppy almost wouldn't be surprised if Bad tried regurgitating the mutton to feed a6d like a mother bird. He laughed at that picture and then gagged actually thinking about it.
There must really be something wrong with my brain, what the hell.

He quickly broke a few berry bushes and picked up like fifteen berries so he assumed that was enough and brought it back to Bad.

A6d was doing better enough to be answering Bad's questions, or avoiding them. As Skeppy came back in he heard Bad asking how many hearts he had and a6d just said "I'm low."
So Bad promptly scolded him for being a potato and told him to promise to tell them when he was low next time.

Skeppy noticed both the arrows had disappeared, from Bad's arm and a6d's leg. Probably since it had been awhile ago that they got shot.

Skeppy gave him the berries, munching on a few himself to fix up his hunger bar.
He sat down opposite a6d to think.

Maybe he was guilty, but he doesn't feel guilt.
He never apologizes.
A6d is as stubborn when he's wrong as when he's right.

The food healed him all the way up very quickly. So in a few minutes he went from half-dead to standing and making sarcastic observations.

They all agreed to never enter that cave again, and started getting wood as a group, sticking close together.

By midday they had gotten some wood and stone tools, but none of them felt ready to use the sword on monsters yet. They had lots of berries and some drops from sheep.
Bad refused to kill anything and he got sad whenever they found evidence a wolf killed a sheep or a fox killed a chicken.

They saw a few foxes sleeping under trees and had to physically restrain Bad from constantly petting them.
They promised him he could get a wolf when they got bones, so he stayed on track and just waved at the foxes sorrowfully whenever they passed one.

Sometime in the afternoon they reached the edge of the taiga biome and stopped to discuss what to do next.

The forest was big, and they hadn't explored much of it. They could stay and try to find a village, because that might help a lot.
But then again, if they could find a field then it would be a lot of easy food, or the desert that Skeppy could barely see in the distance might have a temple. Temples sometimes had diamonds.
And he was pretty sure ruined portals didn't spawn in forests, and it might be worth adventuring to loot one of those. He didn't stop to consider anything about which update they might be in; it was hard to tell.

They were too afraid of the night to forget the sun going down this time. And they had a small shelter built before it had even totally set. They had decided to decide tomorrow.

"Hey Skeppy-" Bad was putting down a furnace so they could cook the mutton overnight- "you know that saying that's like 'Minecraft houses might be different, but when you put the crafting table next to the furnace it feels like home?'"

"No," Skeppy answered dubiously.

"Oh, well, I was just thinking... we're doing better now. We have a little house and food, and we kinda got away from everything. It's like a vacation!"

"Uh, except on vacation you don't have lots of things trying to kill you," a6d pointed out.

Skeppy was annoyed because he was about to say the same thing.

"Oh, well. Yeah. I guess you're right," Bad said. "At least nothing's trying to kill us right now!"

"How the fuck do you get on this? I've tried like a hundred times!" A6d was trying and failing to climb on the bed, making Skeppy have to hold in his laughter as he got more and more pissed off at it.

"Hey language!" Bad chided, holding up a finger.
"You aren't helping by getting angry. Calm down and think for a second."

"I just want to sleeeeeeeeeeeeep," a6d whined. "Wake up from this nightmare."

Same.
Skeppy was happy they could make beds. It was lucky that they could just pick most of it up, but he suspected a6d of sneaking off to kill some sheep while Bad was distracted.
Still, he wasn't complaining since it meant there was enough wool for all three of them.

Bad snapped his fingers. "I got it! How do you get on beds in minecraft?"

"You right click," a6d said in a bored-to-death voice.

"You just kinda poof and you're sideways," Skeppy said.

"Exactly," Bad said, "so maybe you have to, like, roll on it sideways somehow."

"Ok great, je me couche maintenant merci beaucoup bonne nuit."
A6d curled up and was asleep immediately.
(Translation: I'm going to bed now thanks a lot goodnight.)

Skeppy was skeptical about sleeping since he didn't feel tired, but in Minecraft it happens immediately when you get in the bed.

He said goodnight to already-gently-snoring Badboyhalo and drifted off just seconds after lying down.

(1.3k words)
This one feels a lot shorter than it is for some reason :/
In other news it's my birthday today :)